To return thanks is more than saying grace. More than good manners. More than positive thinking. It is the soul’s way of coming back—back to presence, back to humility, back to the source of life itself.

Poached eggs are my favorite thing to have for breakfast. I haven’t had them since Joe died 2+ years ago, because when he made them, they...

When you lose someone you love, time becomes meaningless, instantly dissolving into the bottomless void left by their absence. But time...

Finding peace in spite of--actually, because of--barking dogs.

Everything pulses with life, revealing the presence of the glorious, riotous, holy loving God Energy.

Maybe we can’t fix the whole world. But what if we each did just one thing every day to help?

Start your day in a way that reaffirms life, that reminds you of the beauty and precious gift of being alive.

I have never felt more rewarded by my work than I did in the days and weeks after 9/11.

Replace thoughtlessness with presence; pick up trash and leave love.

A glorious confluence of sensory delights lifted my Coronavirus-quarantined spirits and inspired me to write this.